Chapter 2- Visit to Prince Alaude

It has been five months, and G. and Giotto has gotten used to the daily routine. There wasn't anything fun each day since almost everything in the house were just decorations; there wasn't any toy for Pete's sake! The toy room was even empty! And somehow, they've became morning people due to Papa Tsuna's nightly outings. Most of the night would the brunette go out, and even so, during the day the brunette would mostly be signing a lot of papers, and they had to admit the brunette looked scary when stressed out; jabbing the inked pen on the poor paper out of frustration and accidentally ruining it which lead to the brunette of having to do it again.

So when early in the morning when the brunette wouldn't be busy at the time before sun arises, they would make breakfast and spending time with their dear father; bathing could wait after when the brunette get into stress mode.

But today seemed different...

-Giotto's POV-

My skin felt cold, very cold as I quarter of my body was drown in cold water. I shuddered every time I would feel cold air from the small openings at one of the upper corner of the bathroom. As I continued to soaked in cold harsh water, I absentmindedly thought, 'Geez... Why can't we have those 'hot spring' that Papa had talked about... Japan might be better than here. This country is freaking cold...' Then I corrected myself mentally, 'Oh wait... It isn't the country, it's the ocean air. I'm surprised that this mansion could be build near a cliff that is near the ocean. How I hate seas... And clouds for being the cycle of water!' As I continued think on pointless matters, I didn't notice someone entered the bathroom...

-G.'s POV-

Glancing at the clock, I became worried. It has been half an hour since Giotto had been in the bathroom. Usually it'd take less than a freaking three minute! I swear that guy hates cold things, unlike me who rather like the feeling of coldness.

The cold gives me goosebumps, not in a bad way, and the way it made me shuddered makes me relaxes. I know it's odd, but I've grown to like coldness; it reminds me that not everyone is damn warm and fuzzy or kind. It also help me maintain my wariness and composure; so what if I'm the type to be on high alert at all times? It has become part of me, and it had helped me escape unnecessary misfortune!

Misfortune that had caused many of those I knew well drop dead and left to rot.

In life it's either save yourself or carry burden.

That was an unwritten rule that applies to every single life you live in. Like the past me, it was a rule for street rats. Even so, I still and will always stick to the rule of that unwritten rule.

Well, back to reality. Since I'm worried, I got up from the futon ( Bed feels too comfortable so that is why I asked for this from Papa). I quietly opened the door of the shared bathroom and I saw a very pale blonde with eyes closed that made him looked dead. I knew he was still alive; no way am I accepting that my 'brother' had died by something pitiful as this.

"Oi!" I said to gain his attention. From my sudden voice, he jumped startled and then slipped on the bathtub's smooth surface, and then 'BAM'! His head hit the bathtub.

"OWW!" he screamed loudly, and I would guess that Papa will be here any minute.

-Normal POV-

Giotto kept on whimpering while rubbing his head. Before he could glare at the person who startled him, he saw black spots and then his vision blacked out... And hit his head again, except he was already out cold.

"...Opps," muttered the red head child with nervous smile. "At least he isn't dead...," he said this, but there was uncertain tone in his voice.

Moments later, a brunette came with panic face. The brunette looked over at the sight of an out cold blonde who looked very pale.

The red head turned his head and saw his Papa wearing only a towel. His face flushed the same color as his hair and he turned away in embarrassment. He got to admit his Papa's body structure looked fit and might he add... smexy.

"What happened?" he heard his Papa asked. He answered back, still looking anywhere that doesn't have a handsome brunette, "He slipped twice."

"Ahh... I didn't thought he was clumsy," he heard his Papa muttered; at this, the red head kept quiet that it was partly his fault.

"G. could you get me a towel for Gio?" asked the brunet politely, hint of concern in his voice.

The said child nodded and went out to get the towel. When he came back, he gave the towel to the brunet and watched as the brunet carried his supposedly brother out of the water and wrapping the towel around the smaller frame.

-Tsuna's POV-

I carried my son to the bed at the corner of the room after exiting the bathroom with my cute red head son following behind me. Carefully, I settled the small frame in my hand on the bed. Looking at the side to G., I saw him looking else where as if distracted. I shrugged it off and informed, "For dinner, we'll be eating out with someone I know."

G. brightened up and this made me smile. I should really take them out often. Being inside and not allowed to be out must be boring, not to mention feels like being caged. At this thought of being 'caged' made me remember painful memory.

~Flashback~

A twenty-two years old brunet with gravity defying hair, which was me, was chatting with my childhood best friend- Prince Cielo. We were seated in the library of Milliefiore Castle. Along the conversation, Prince Cielo brought up a question.

"Hey, don't you ever go out?" he asked, though he looked a little embarrassed for asking such thing.

At his question, I sadly answered, "No... I only went out as..." My eyes darkened and I didn't finished my sentence, knowing he would know what I meant.

"...Then escape with me," he suddenly said with resolute firm voice as he grasped my hands. "We can elope!" he exclaimed with determine face.

At the suggestion of 'elope' I couldn't help but blushed. I knew he was serious. With a smile, I nodded.

He beamed me a smile before enveloping in an embrace. I could feel his hot breathe against my neck, not that I mind. I love him. He made me happy. He was truly my most favorite person and my first love.

...Little did I know, we could never escape fate...

-TimeSkip-

Panic and dread was what I was feeling as I stared disbelievingly at the scene. My damn father had shot my love! I ran to my love, he was bleeding badly. Pressing my ear against Prince Cielo's chest, I widened my eyes. His heart wasn't beating.

"W-Why?" I asked with tears.

"He tried to take you away!" said a guard. "We can't let that!"

"He is useless. There is no need for a low status Prince like him to be here. His kind nature are rubbing on you," my father said with cold icy tone. "The Milliefiore are the top of the food chains in this social standing. Milliefiore are feared and you should be as the heir. To have a soft heart Prince of Milliefiore isn't ideal."

I gritted my teeth and glared at my father. "But he is different!"

"And that is why I disposed him," he stated.

I just don't get it! Why was he so obsessed with fame and power? Angry of my beloved's death, I growled at him, "I'll never follow your orders again!" He knew as much as I knew, I was the key to the Kingdom's succession- after all, who else was the one commanding the Royal Elite Group Assassination, or in short form REGA. I had destroyed at least twenty seven once successful kingdom with only me and the small group of REGA. And if he were to lose me, the success will be following me.

"What do you mean?" he asked, sounding mad.

"I'll awake the curse sleeping inside of me and kill you!" I spatted. I knew what my curse was- it was the rainbow curse. A curse where I'll forever carry the burden of the world and only will I die when the curse finally chosen its next rightful owner. To be the holder of the curse is to be the top of the top, tainted of the tainted, and most of all- a bloodline from a demon. The Milliefiore nobles were from the bloodline of a demon and a human. The disadvantage of the curse is, the Milliefiore Kingdom will crumble at unexpected time at unexpected day at unexpected era by an unexpected misfortune, a very bad misfortune.

"Why y-

~Flashback End~

I was brought out of my daydream when I felt a tug on my sleeve. I looked at G. who looked at me worriedly.

"...Papa, are you okay? Your eyes were...," he trailed off.

I smiled at him and ruffled his hair. He looked at me with a small smile before quickly looking away. Curious as to why, I asked him, "Ne, why are you looking away?"

"Put some clothes on, would you?" he asked, though to me it sounded like an order.

"...Sure," I replied uncertainly as I wondered, 'Do I look that ugly without clothes on?' I got up and walked out. When I saw a mirror hanging on the wall that was long from the floor to the ceiling in the corridor, I checked myself out.

"Heh, I'm smexily hot as usual," I stated with a smug smirk as I stared at my reflection. Well, I can't helped it with me being a narcissist; it runs in my blood.

-Alaude's POV-

With a single swipe of my handcuff, I had grazed a maid's cheek as a warning. I don't care if the victim was a male or female, adult or kid, rich or not; they all looks the same to me... except that person.

"A-Alaude-sama! I'm sorry!" she apologized, following after with begging, "P-Please don't kill me! P-Please!"

I felt irritated of her blabbers. "An undisciplined herbivore should take execution," I stated darkly, not caring if it was really indeed to be done by me; after all, its not my first time 'disciplining' weakling herbivores. In my rules, the undisciplined herbivore deserves execution, the undisciplined omnivore deserves torture, and the undisciplined carnivore deserves both torture and execution. Of course no one, not even father, could break the rules... again, unless its that person; but that person has the same blood-lusts as me, though I've observed for the past few days he has became... soft and too kind.

"... A-Alaude-sama...," a butler said. He bowed, trying not to be bothered by the pleading maid. "T-The King has chosen you to rule Kingdom Cielo since you still haven't ruled any Kingdom yet. Since Kingdom Cielo has been taken down, the name will automatically be Kingdom Kumo or any title you would want to choose."

"I'm still a kid," I stated. When I received confused expression, I growled in irritation, "Do you expect me, a kid, to rule a Kingdom?"

"But... Alaude-sama is on par with an adult, no even more!" said the butler, finding the idea not strange.

'Seriously, how brainless could these people be? I know that they considered me strong, genius and all, but seriously! I'm still a kid!' I thought at that moment.

Sighing as to find it useless to explain to a mere herbivore, I left. I don't even feel like disciplining these boring herbivores. The idiot maid should be grateful.

-Giotto's POV-

I fluttered my eyes opened and saw the familiar image of the mansion's ceiling. A yawn escaped my mouth as I sat up and rubbed my eyes of the sleepiness. I confusedly stared at the window. Outside it was sunset. 'How long have I been sleeping?' I wondered groggily.

"Argh! I hate this shoji game!" a yelled could be heard along with a loud slam. Following after was a soft chuckle that I recognized as Papa's. "Well, better luck next time G.."

'Aren't Papa supposed to be out by now?' I wondered curiously. Getting off the bed, I followed the direction of the voice to the main living room. I saw G. with a scowl and Papa with a smug smirk. I wondered what they were playing.

"Oh, Gio, you're finally awake," stated Papa as he gave me a wave.

G. looked at me and asked, "Hey, are you feeling sick?"

"Sick? Why should I?" I asked, confused. "Am I missing something?"

-Normal POV-

Both and G. and Tsuna looked at each other before turning to the blonde and they answered at the same time, "No/Nope."

"Anyway, get you clothes change, Gio," said Tsuna with a gentle smile. "We're going out to have dinner."

"Really?!" asked Giotto with brightened eyes, forgetting the suspicious exchange between G. and his Papa. Receiving a nod, he grinned and ran out, only to trip but he stood up and ran again.

Tsuna chuckled and G. sighed exasperatedly. Really, Giotto really was too childish, not that they both would have it another way.

"So, where are we going exactly, and who are we having dinner with?" asked G. as he looked at his Papa.

Tsuna lifted his chin up with the support of his palm and elbow on the low table. "Just someone," he answered mysteriously. "We're just having dinner at that someone's place."

"That still doesn't answer my question," deadpanned G. with a pointed look. "You're avoiding the question."

"Maybe I am, maybe I'm not," muttered the brunette before he chuckled at his own line.

-Alaude's POV-

I was taking a stroll in the castle's lowest chamber, or as many people would rudely put it- Prince Alaude's Torture Chamber of Hell. Seriously, that title sounds absurd. I'm sure my little torture isn't that torturous than hell. I sighed as I remembered a maid passing on false rumors about my lowest chamber. That maid had said- 'I heard bloody screaming at night! And I've never seen anyone come out of the chamber unless that person is on the verge of death! That chamber is the torture room, I tell you!'

'As if you knew anything!' I growled inwardly as I unintentionally leaked out my murderous aura. "Stupid herbivores make stupid assumption!"

"Alaude-sama," an old man's voice called behind me from a few distance. I didn't response, but the voice continued, "The dinner will be ready in a few moments, and the guests will be escorted immediately to the dining room.

"Hmm~ Don't let anyone, even father and brother, in," I ordered. Of course me being the top carnivore here, I would be the true boss, not my puny father. So that being said, I wouldn't be surprise if I don't receive any complain... 'Well, maybe my herbivorous brother would...'

"As you wish," complied the personal butler.

-Tsuna's POV-

We stood in front of a grand castle. After Gio had done changing, we went straight using a carriage to the destination. At the corner of my eyes, I could see Gio and G. had dumbfounded faces. Inwardly, I snickered. They were even cute when they make that face! I resisted the urge to squeal and hug them to death, since that wouldn't be a proper scene to show in front of a Royal Castle.

But one thing that bothered me was... 'How kindly would Alaude be to these two?'

I didn't had much time to think as the castle's twin door opened to reveal the person I just had in my mind. The way he eyed my two 'sons' made me laughed bitterly in my mind and prayed to whatever Gods is out there. This might be one of the rare times I actually pray.

"...What is the meaning of this?" I heard Prince Alaude growl with a glare that made two of my 'sons' flinched.

With a fake smile, I said, "I'll explain later. It involves... 'him'."

Getting my message, Prince Alaude turned around and led us in. I held Gio and G.'s hand as we walked in, ignoring all the butlers and maids. Feeling a force tug on my right, I peered down at Gio and knew exactly what he wants. Wordlessly, I brought him up and carried him. I did the same to G. even if I knew he didn't want it.

"I can walk!" G. whispered in my ear as he grabbed my shoulder, with painful force might I say. It didn't take someone like me too long to know it was meant intentionally.

"You think I don't know," I retorted with mocked tone as I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, be in your best behavior, you two. I don't want to have to deal with some royalties demanding whatever payment they want."

G. stared at me with raised brow and asked, "It happened to you before?" I nodded at him nonchalantly. It wasn't something to be proud of, but seems as though Gio think it is by the way he was eying me with sparkly eyes. The face indeed was cute, but the reason what made the face happen made me sweat dropped.

Inwardly, I sighed. 'Gio, you don't need to be impress coz one day, I'm sure, the same thing would happen to you... Being a royal is a troublesome thing, 'ya know. If only you knew how much a royal's life would be... Then again, I don't want you to be a royal... A kind nonetheless. Ahh~ King Cielo, Gio really resembles you...'

-To be continued...-

[ A/N : ...This really sucks... Maybe I should include more fluffs next chapter... Though, there are some mystery about Tsuna's past. But from this chapter, you might know the hints that Tsuna was the Heir of Gesso Kingdom. And that King Cielo ( who is by now dead since Cielo Kingdom had beem taken down ) is Tsuna's first crush. Gonna be awkward with Gio being Tsuna's crush's son. Well, I wonder who will be the one for Tsuna in the end~ Maybe everyone? Or no one yet until the sequel. Now that I think about this fic, aren't making Tsuna a pedo? I seriously think my brain have a loose screw... =_=''

Still, I think I made it worse... making Tsuna a narcissist ( not that I regret it! ). I don't even know what I've done with this fic!]